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- They are related to the expedition as a whole, my little elf, just like the treasures here, - Nemo smirked, - as for the floor... it's better if you figure it out yourself. And what difference does it make to you anyway? Only Horus is interested in you, and he was recently even rolling around in the bushes. Or does he not even do that with you, and you are content with only your inventions?
- I don't want to hear stories about your experience working in brothels; all of that is far beneath me. I will repeat myself and say that the witch's house and everything that was found in it is just a side event on our journey. But if you want to connect all these events together, then maybe we should now add those treasures that Adrian carries under his cloak to those 400000 R? Or what Zelig collected here?
Therefore, it would be fair if I take Ivy's share of the loot for myself.
- Just try it. - Ivy's gaze became as cold as it could possibly be.
-You know, I agree with Mark, or whatever your real name is. - the Tyrian unexpectedly stated. -On what grounds does this girl, who recently couldn't even utter a coherent sentence, distribute the loot? Although... I must admit, that state suited you much better, Ivisa. - Ratislav remarked.
- Hey, is that how your mother raised you, oh holy knight?
-What's gotten into you, Horus, have you found some semblance of dignity? - Nemo added in a low voice after a moment of thought, - And I'm not talking about the one you have in your pants.
- Excellent sense of humor, I suggest you share it with someone who will appreciate it, for example, with the barbarians.
Tomorrow holds no promises Except the ones we've made
Agnes started to feel a little uneasy that the people below were taking so long with whatever they were doing. She went down and saw some changes in another door, not the one she had been in last. Entering, she saw Adrian lying on the floor. -- How did he get here? This is crazy! She hoisted him onto her shoulders and dragged him out. -- Hey, is anyone there! Quetzl! -- she shouted, trying to revive Adrian at the same time.
- They are related to the expedition as a whole, my little elf, as are the treasures here, - Nemo smirked, - as for the floor... it's better if you figure it out yourself. And what difference does it make to you anyway? Horus is the only one interested in you, and he was recently tumbling around with bushes. Or maybe he didn't even do that with you, and you're content with just your inventions? -What's up with you, Horus, have you found some semblance of dignity? - Nemo murmured thoughtfully, - And I'm not talking about the one you have in your pants.
-Ladies and gentlemen, let's not get carried away. I remind you that we are still in a life-threatening situation. There are still lizards roaming around on the surface, we have a difficult journey back, and every person can make the difference between life and death for all of us.
Where do we go? Where do we end up when we save the world?
- I don't care, I'll just take my share. Besides, no one appointed you as the leader, - Nemo waved her hand. Whoever the new Ivissa was, she was just as stubborn as the old one, - better tell us about the devices, as Paroxysmus rightly pointed out.
- I can give up my share if it helps you satisfy your greedy appetites and, if it allows us all to leave this place safely and reach civilization. - With great disappointment, Quetsi watched the base behavior of her companions, and then heard a cry for help and ran upstairs.
- I have no desire to explain anything further to the dim-witted. - Ivissa declared. - The girl is displaying considerable audacity, but she is right, both about our shares and her own, even though I don't like it. - Azure sighed heavily. - Practically everything in our camp, which we moved from place to place, was done by her. Not to mention that we didn't carry all this food and camping gear on our backs, and you still haven't noticed what made it so easy for us to move forward? Nothing can move so easily through the Wild Lands except for her wonderful wagons. Setting up the camp, transporting goods, repairs – Silverknight hired her for all of this.
-- Quetzzy! Something's wrong with Adrian! He was lying on the floor near one of the doors to another room!
- That's bad, - Quetzzy examined Adrian and, with an unusual coolness, came to a conclusion. - His body is asleep, but his mind is awake. He cannot move, not even move his eyes, but he understands everything that is happening. If we were in a city, it would be easy for me to heal him, but not here.
Dispelling, even temporarily, negates the effect of magical items?
It depends. An enchanted item will lose its effect with a successful spell, but if it was made without the use of magic, then no.
- This is bad, - Quetz examined Adrian and, with an unusual coldness, came to a conclusion. - His body is asleep, but his mind is awake. He cannot move, not even move his eyes, but he understands everything that is happening. If we were in the city, it would be easy for me to heal him, but not here.
-- Maybe, if we move him to the room with the sarcophagus... Will that help? -- Agnet asked the kind doctor.
Revanche, you could have at least mentioned the MAGICAL CARRIAGES earlier. Nemo sighed heavily, already ready to give up. Nevertheless, Ivy's arrogance continued to get on her nerves. And since her interlocutor was most likely who she claimed to be, it meant one thing - the khontai decided to join the company and activated some kind of trap. Or, as an alternative, she found a cursed artifact. There was no point in guessing now, but the point was to break the spell on the inventor. Even if not out of kindness, but just to stop her from getting on her nerves.
"Maybe if we hit her hard on the head, she'll go back to being the quiet Ivisa she used to be," Ratislav chuckled. "Whether she made those wagons or not, she certainly doesn't deserve her share. I agree to split the treasure equally; that's the most she'll get."
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